Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

Capítulo 1789: Chapter 1757: The Beauty of War Has Been Corrupted

“The Ancient God Ancestor Master did not escape.”

“More than fifty percent of the computational power of the Central Array Spirit Computer is dedicated to monitoring here, and there are currently no signs of the Ancient God Ancestor Master escaping.”

The God Machine God Monarch said calmly, “In fact, over the nearly ten thousand years, he has attempted to escape one hundred ninety-seven times, but he has never succeeded.”

From many years ago, the Ancient God Ancestor Master could no longer lead in the Six Dao Reincarnation technology.

During the last Immortal Gate Solar System war, the Ancient God Ancestor Master easily infiltrated the Central Array Spirit Computer, controlling most of its computational power, becoming almost unstoppable with only the core not taken over, delivering a fatal blow to the Xianmen Sect, causing great damage.

But merely tens of thousands of years later, the tricks of the Ancient God Ancestor Master were no longer significant.

The once mysterious and unfathomable methods were now considered trivial by the Xianmen Sect.

This is exactly why the Ancient God Ancestor Master wanted to abandon his lair and flee.

But he never managed to succeed, or when nearing success, he’d shrink back to his lair, with an almost soul-instinctive strong sense of danger, truly deserving to be this world community’s strongest elite for thousands of millennia.

“Is that so?”

“That’s good then.”

Jiang Ding’s eyes flashed with a fleeting crimson, and he said indifferently, “Then summon the central army group commanded by Senior Yuan to descend. The blood feud of billions of citizens will be settled today.”

“No need to wait any longer.”

“Oh?”

The God Machine God Monarch and Divine Monarch Wanji exchanged glances, noticing the surprise in each other’s eyes.

The Great Sun Sword Master relinquished his adversary.

This was unlike his previous strong demands.

The original plan of the Xianmen Sect was for various armies to block the four directions, while the Great Sun Sword Master alone would enter the Black Mist Star Sea, annihilate the Ancient God Ancestor Master, and complete the generational succession of elites within this world community.

The God Machine God Monarch and others even had the premonition that the Great Sun Sword Master might suggest the Central Array Spirit Computer issue a compulsory command that no citizens were to save him, even if it meant his own death.

This was not quite in line with the military discipline of the Xianmen Sect.

However, out of an old camaraderie of tens of thousands of years, Yuan and a faction of Divine Monarchs had a not insignificant possibility of executing this order, which was a sign of respect for the contemporary Great Sun Sword Master, their old battlefield comrade.

But now, the Great Sun Sword Master had unexpectedly abandoned this decision?

“Why?”

After pondering for a long time, the God Machine God Monarch and Divine Monarch Wanji asked.

As old comrades, they hoped the Great Sun Sword Master’s path could be nurtured in the blood of enemies, and did not want to see him sacrifice his own path for the Xianmen Sect.

The collective interest and personal interest should not be opposed.

This was not only an emotional bond between old comrades, unwilling to see an old comrade being disadvantaged, but a respect for the laws of social science that unilateral giving and loss in any relationship is not long-term.

They still wanted to be old comrades with the Great Sun Sword Master for a hundred thousand, several hundred thousand years, and did not just consider the present.

“Why?”

After a moment, the God Machine God Monarch asked again.

This time, his voice was layered upon layers, containing the voices of a billion strong from the Xianmen Sect, strange and frightening, like a massive swarm consciousness questioning together.

Xianmen Sect Fleet’s collective will!

The collective will of the Xianmen Sect Fleet descended!

At this moment, the God Machine God Monarch was not himself, but Yuan, Divine Monarch Wanji, Canghai Divine Monarch, Sun Destruction God Monarch… and countless Xianmen Sect strong, citizens, various wills, united by the military spirit and the Central Array Spirit Computer, solemnly asking.

Why?

Why do you forgo your personal path’s interests?

Isn’t the path of the Great Sun Sword Cultivation to climb step by step upon the life of mighty enemies?

Did something go wrong with your path?

The fleet’s collective will asked in this manner.

“Because,”

“War shouldn’t be like this.”

Jiang Ding fell into contemplation, constantly computing, and after a long time said: “First, war should not be as such, hunting beasts, driving them into traps and cages, then letting the Great Sun Sword Cultivation leap into the cage for a life and death struggle with beasts… it’s unsightly.”

“Unsightly?”

The fleet’s collective will questioned back.

“Yes, unsightly.”

“War, swordsmanship, and death are intrinsically beautiful, unparalleled.”

Jiang Ding slowly said: “But now, this battle is not beautiful, like a Hehuan Female Cultivator disguised as a pure maiden, like a white cloth drenched in filthy mud, like a flower fallen into a cesspool, with no beauty left to expect.”

“This battle has lost its honor.”

“Then,”

“What if the Xianmen Sect Fleet completely retreats, retreating back to Xianmen’s Mother Planet?”

The fleet’s collective will computed for a long time and asked again.

Obviously, if the Great Sun Sword Master could forsake personal interests, the Xianmen Sect could also forsake collective interests, the two are reciprocal.

In that case, would this be a beautiful honor duel?

“No,”

“A broken mirror cannot be again whole, a sullied paper cannot return to its original state.”

Jiang Ding pondered with his Sword Heart, the Great Sun Immortal Mortal Sword Soul.

“An obvious fact has emerged, that my path and the path of Xianmen Sect start to diverge at this moment, no longer completely overlapping, this enormous danger has begun to reveal itself.”

“The current retreat of Xianmen’s interests is merely covering one’s ears to steal a bell, once again obscuring the problem.”

“What we need to do now is solve the problem, not cover it up.”

“I believe, this war is the beginning of solving the problem.”

Jiang Ding solemnly said.

“The Great Sun Swordsmanship of Xianmen and the Xianmen Sect have begun to diverge…”

“Resolve…”

Countless wills of Xianmen murmured, countless sound waves layered and spread into the cosmic starry sky.

“How to resolve?”

“Return to the original state.”

“Perhaps, my path of commanding the Immortal Sect Army Formation was wrong in the past.”

Jiang Ding uncertainly said: “The Sword Master of the Great Sun in Xianmen should be a role where the Sword Soul merges with the army formation while taking on the role of a pioneering charge, a force hidden then suddenly breaking into the enemy’s weak points, not commanding an army formation, because I have no community-level talent in military formation.”

This is not modesty, but fact.

Don’t be misled by Great Sun Sword Master’s formidable army formations in the Perishing Immortal Realm’s Taoist disciples, it’s because many Taoist disciples never regarded army formations as their major path, merely a side cultivation, a group of amateurs among which being a high hand is not significant.

Even within the Xianmen Sect, the Great Sun Sword Master’s command ability doesn’t rank in the top three.

If both sides commanded with equal divine soul computation power and military forces, the Great Sun Sword Master could not even defeat the God Machine God Monarch and Divine Monarch Wanji, not to mention the far superior Yuan.

“This is a possibility of the new path I envision.”

“Everyone, are you willing to explore with me if this possibility is correct?”

Jiang Ding asked with a smile.

Signs of divergence between the Great Sun Swordmanship and Xianmen paths have emerged, and now is the beginning of exploring a solution.

The Ancient Divine Path battlefield is the start.

“Alright.”

“Alright…alright…alright…”

The fleet’s collective will responded in this way.

One “alright” after another formed sound waves, spreading into the endless cosmic starry sky.

In this ripple, terrifying spatial teleportation formation waves radiated, one Steel Fleet after another descended here, endless military formation runes enveloped in all directions.

The Immortal Gate Citizen Fleet will join with the Great Sun Sword Master to jointly attack the Ancient Divine Path!